A thousand cities fall.
Leviathan has nightmares and the world breaks.
Alive but his end is writ
he dreams of God
Alive and kept to be put on show
his flesh is food to an uncaring brood
his God is murder
Monster he was made, monster he was called.
They will drink his blood and sink their teeth upon his chest
They will celebrate his fall
Woe and fear, the monster weeps.
Alive but already dead
the breathing corpse stirs
submission for leviathan rising's dare VI: the curse of the leviathan
Friday, 29 January 2010